The Great Way to Truth, Starting from Jiazi Laodao

Chapter 199: The Unscrupulous Taoist Priest and the Galloping Donkey

Seeing that his disciple had truly figured things out and the haze in his heart had been dispelled, with a hint of determination on his innocent face and a hint of maturity in his temperament, Xuanming stroked his beard lightly, feeling very pleased.

Whether in the past life or in this life, there is a contradiction between the first, second and third child.

Whether Li Zizai is willing or not, he has to face this problem. Some things should be done sooner rather than later.

Although he felt sorry for his apprentice, Xuanming was not soft-hearted. This was the first lesson he taught him after coming down the mountain:
Growing up is painful, but growing up is beautiful.

This disciple did not disappoint him.

At the same time, Xuanming also witnessed a lot of joys and sorrows, and a little worldly resentment accumulated in his heart.

In front of the Li Mansion, Li Daniu and his wife cried with joy for their son's growth. After returning to the courtyard and comforting his wife, Li Daniu was about to go and handle some business. However, after taking a few steps, he paused.

"When did I give that kid a gift?"

I had a bad feeling in my heart.

Li Daniu walked hurriedly to the doghouse in the front yard, lifted up a few floor tiles beside the doghouse, opened the wooden box, and found it was empty.

In an instant, his face turned grim and he gritted his teeth.

"Li Zizai!"

All the private money that he had saved with great difficulty was looted, which amounted to 823 taels, 2 qian and 3 wen.

This bastard didn't keep a penny.

It's too cruel.

After leaving Fuyun County and walking on the official road, Li Zizai was in a happy mood. He hummed a little tune and jumped up and down from time to time.

Xuanming took his eyes off the Taoist scriptures and looked at his disciple who was in a good mood. He understood what was going on.

This Li family father and son are quite interesting.

One hid the money in the doghouse, unexpectedly.

One keeps his troops in place while the other takes action to remove the fuel from the fire.

They are just father and son, and they should settle accounts clearly.

It's not okay to be a thief at such a young age.

Steal needles when you are young, and steal gold when you are old.

His disciples must be upright and honest.

Thinking of this, Xuanming narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at his disciple with a deeper look.

The singing stopped, and Li Zizai, who was enjoying the scenery along the way, suddenly felt cold and goose bumps all over his body. He couldn't help shivering and tightened his clothes.

This year's late spring cold snap is quite severe!

He withdrew his attention and his eyes fell on the spiritual gourd on his waist. Thinking of the hundred jars of spiritual wine he took from Junior Brother Xuanyang before going down the mountain, Xuanming smiled.

Although he also did not say hello, he did not steal but took it on his own initiative, which was different from the nature of his apprentice.

The apprentice was deliberately trying to cheat his father.

He is helpful.

Drinking is harmful to the body. Xuanming did not want to see his junior brother Xuanyang drinking all day long, so he sacrificed himself for his fellow disciple Xuanyang for the sake of his Taoist health.

Floating Cloud Mountain, a place to seek truth.

The day after Xuanming came down the mountain, the three generations of immortals also prepared to travel. For them, sitting and talking about Taoism was not very helpful for their practice. In addition, if they were determined to become immortals, they had to measure the mountains and rivers, travel around the world, increase their knowledge, and accumulate foundation.

Xuan Yang planned to bring some spiritual wine down the mountain, and drink it while walking. It would be more fun to travel on the road. However, every time he came to a wine storage place and dug up the soil, he found that the jar was empty and there was not a drop of wine left.

Half an hour later, Xuan Yang went crazy.

"Hundred altars!"

"A hundred jars in total!"

Including ten jars of half a century of aged wine.

The master of refining and brewing at Qiuzhen Temple was heartbroken to the point of bleeding.

Finally, Xuan Yang found a crane feather.

He was shaking with anger.

"Fatty!"

The roar shook the mountains and forests, startling a large number of flying birds. A beam of light came out of the mountain and hit Huoyun Peak like a heavy stone, leaving a huge pit at the foot.

"Bring some of this, and put on that too."

Xuan Kong was busy putting spiritual food into his Ruyi bag when he heard the noise. He paused, opened the door of the palace, and was about to check. As soon as he stuck his head out, he was hit in the face by a punch.

"I'll fight!"

Xuankong flew backwards.

Immediately afterwards, Xuan Yang flew in with a side kick in the air.

On the donkey, Xuanming's expression was slightly stunned. His mind fell on Huoyun Peak. He watched Xuankong and Xuanyang punching and kicking with great interest.

Xuanming was accustomed to the fights between these two brothers. One of them loved delicious food, and the other was addicted to alcohol. They often took things from each other without asking, and quarrels and fights were commonplace.

Even though he had tricked Junior Brother Xuankong this time, Xuanming did not feel guilty at all. His character now is that of a unscrupulous, sloppy old man.

My heart is as strong as iron and indestructible.

Xuanming withdrew his mind and refocused his attention on the Taoist scriptures and the surrounding scenery. Xuankong and Xuanyang fought and quarreled with each other, and the truth would be revealed in a short while.

As long as I don't hear it, I will still be a noble person.

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“Son, son, son!”

As soon as they stepped into the southern city area of Fengyang County, the donkey started braying excitedly and ran away.

Xuanming sat steadily on the donkey, as if nothing had happened, and took a pleasant ride. Anyway, this silly guy knew his limits and would not destroy property or bump into people.

Sometimes, passers-by are unable to react at all and just feel a gust of wind passing by.

Li Zizai was stunned, not knowing why the donkey suddenly went crazy, and then ran away.

The donkey was familiar with the route. It made many turns in the alley and finally stopped in front of an ordinary house, which was the Hai residence.

He got off the donkey and knocked on the door. Soon the old servant opened the door, followed by Hai Yannian.

After not seeing him for many years, the boy has lost his youthfulness and grown into an outstanding young man. His facial features are ordinary, but when combined together, they are quite charming. He has an upright posture, a graceful figure, and a gentle temperament. When he smiles, his eyes narrow and two dimples bloom on his cheeks, which makes people feel close to him and makes it easy to get close to him.

The old servant narrowed his eyes and stared at the unkempt old Taoist in front of him. He was thinking about which person in his memory he corresponded to. Hai Yannian's eyes sparkled and he said in surprise:
"Senior Xuanming!"

He took a few quick steps forward, bowed and saluted: "Junior Hai Yannian greets senior."

The old servant also reacted and bowed as well.

Xuanming waved his sleeves, and lifted up the two people with a magical power. He smiled and said, "I hope you will not be offended by my rash visit."

After a brief greeting, Xuanming was invited into the house.

Seeing the donkey standing still at the door with its eyes rolling around, Hai Yannian felt delighted and at the same time a sense of familiarity. After all, they were good friends. They had snatched dates together, eaten each other's saliva, and gone shopping together.

Standing at the door, he bowed solemnly and invited the donkey to come in. The donkey raised its head, snorted proudly, then opened its legs and stepped over the threshold.

The sound of wheezing breathing was heard, and Li Zizai followed closely behind. After standing still, he regulated his breathing and saluted Hai Yannian.

"Li Zizai, the eldest disciple of Xuanming Zhenjun, greets you, Taoist friend."

Seeing the Taoist boy performing the salute in a proper manner with a loud voice and a proud face, Hai Yannian found it interesting, but he did not show it on his face. He treated Li Zizai as his peer and saluted solemnly.

"Hai Yannian greets fellow Taoist."

After all, he was young, and being treated as an adult made Li Zizai smile widely, with his teeth shining whitely in the sunlight.

"The taste of this five-flavor jujube tea has not changed."

"Please wait a moment, Senior. Master just went out for something and will be back soon."

"It's okay. I came here uninvited."

Just as he sat down in the hall, was served jujube tea and chatted for a while, a young man walked into Haizhai.

He was dressed in blue and was eight feet tall.

He has a handsome appearance and an elegant demeanor.

It’s just that the skin color is not ordinary black.

Shines in the sun.

(End of this chapter)